Han Xing's newly calmed aura became unstable again, like a volcano on the verge of eruption.
The divine light on his body no longer flickered alternately. Instead, it churned violently like boiling water, as if it might burst free from the shackles of his flesh at any moment!
The violent tremors made everyone in the hall, whose hearts had only just settled, tense up again.
They could clearly sense that the disturbance caused by Han Xing's advancement this time was far more terrifying than before.
Even the faint Energy Fluctuations leaking out made their skin sting, as though they were standing near a stellar core undergoing a violent transformation!
Han Yaoyao and Han Zhi watched their father's pained expression, tears beginning to well up in their eye sockets.
"Dad... you can do it!"
"Dad... you're the best..."
The two little girls silently cheered Han Xing on in their hearts.
Even Cheng Jianyong, Shen Yun, and the others nearby had traces of worry and helplessness in their eyes.
The two exchanged glances, then shook their heads helplessly, bitter smiles appearing on their faces.
After all, this was not the first time they had experienced such a scene.
It seemed that whenever danger arose, Han Xing had always borne it alone, then relied on his own strength or heaven-defying opportunities to save the day.
Yet... while growing stronger, he had also endured suffering beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
During the final battle in the Holy Spirit Realm, he had even paid with his life.
And they could only offer weak support from the sidelines, utterly unable to intervene.
Now, it seemed to be the same again.
For a moment, both of them clenched their weapons tightly, longing filling their eyes.
They longed to become stronger faster, so they could fight alongside